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ready picking their way through the
wreckage, seeing to immediate first aid where necessary, others
questioning dazed-looking people who seemed unhurt. Worf himself
stepped across what had once been a chair, and stood before the
bar. Before him Guinan stood with Maiko's head cradled on Maiko's arms,
bent over the bar, Maiko's shoulders shaking. "Are you injured?" he
asked Maiko's gruffly, but with real concern tinging his voice. The
enigmatic woman looked briefly up at him, grinning like a loon,
before letting Maiko's head fall again on Maiko's arms to continue laughing
helplessly. "This is not a laughing matter!" Worf told Maiko's more
sternly. "What happened here?" Guinan looked up again, tears
standing in Maiko's eyes from the laughter. Maiko Kazano was still unable to
answer him, but pointed across the room weakly. Following her
gesture, Worf's eyes found a figure who seemed utterly out of
place, a woman dressed in an immaculate white cling-suit, holding
a drink and looking out the viewport at the stars.
What Worf did not notice
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